The school recreational life is still relatively monotonous, in addition to the row of video halls at the entrance of the school, that is, game consoles, PS machines and other things, not many Internet cafes, picking up girls (Stranger, WeChat and so on) one did not appear, fast hotels and other places of the gun room is also difficult to find. In the school, the boys besides playing cards, football, there is nothing daily entertainment. At that time, there were many girls chasing, but the problem is that engineering schools are more male and less female, the supply is much lower than the demand, a rabbit does not eat the grass on the edge of the nest, but also immediately become the eyes of the lover of the West. Alas, the school girls are spoiled. The boys know that they are just a tofu scum, but they still go after them. I am very disgusted with this, from the school did not take the initiative to chase which, all day off campus playing games, often the morning class and this moncler is also nothing to do with.
Soon to the early autumn of the third year, the school art department enrollment. It coincided with the three-day enrollment period, a group of ambiguous young men and women in the small auditorium to hold a small ballroom dance. The dormitory has a buddy, living in my bunk, tired of playing cards in the dormitory, go to the dance to open eyes, is considered to entertain themselves. It so happened that the buddy bumped into a girl at the dance, apologizing for helping, and saw the sweet-looking, a chat, the accent is actually hometown, and then chat just this year to apply for the school art major. I am very happy! That night at the dance to talk about the fun, buddy invited the beauty to the dormitory a sit, a group of hometown also strongly help, the girl is also open, only to the boys dormitory. I played the game back late, feeling the whole floor of the boys dormitory, are a bit strange, back to the dormitory, the roommates are all dressed very discreetly. I saw my buddy chatting with a beautiful woman at the bedside, next to the two hometown people also sang and sang, bragging and skimming. It was 11 o’clock in the evening before they dispersed. The night, the boss of the dorm muttered buddy no morality, the beauty to the dormitory, so that the rest of our 7 brothers how to do. The brother back to say, that go where, and no money to go to the hotel room chat.
The next night, I went back even later, the dormitory lights and people are off, climbing on the top bunk to sleep. The morning sleep is good, feel how the bed a rhythmic shaking, there seems to be a trace of vague gasps. I woke up in a daze, good, the bed is indeed shaking; there is a gasp, or girls. I’m not sure what to do. I think the guy in the bunk is doing it! I’m so dumb, I get it! I looked up at the other beds, and shit, they were all cleaned up and all fucking gone to class! I was so torn, I’m not going to get out of bed now. Now go down, will not disturb the buddies they dry energy, do not get impotent on the spot, this is not good? I thought, forget it, I’ll sleep in bed. Alas, but following the rhythm of the bunk shaking, listening to the sound of the silk panting, but also quite comfortable ah! After a moment or so, there was no movement below. I also put on my clothes sparsely and went down to the bed. Across the tent, only to see a buddy wearing a shorts sitting by the nest, the girl got into the nest, embarrassed to show his face. I quickly grabbed my long-lost books and intended to go to class. When I got to the door, I asked like a nerve, do you want to help you lock the dormitory door from the outside? The company said, “Okay, you can help us lock it.
The night after class back, the dorm boss that criticism ah, no moral ah, the next day to take people to the dormitory to spend the night ah, so that we all get up early to go out ah, so that many days did not go to class little brother went to class ah, cloud, suggesting that break up. Buddy is not really ashamed, hard, we are separated from the mosquito net it. Later, a graduation, the dormitory and even the class many pairs of lovers are separated, but the buddy and his seemingly one-night stand girl really happy together, a hundred years good together.
Alas, this is also the creation of man, who dares to say that the shaky bunk in no real love it?
